It is no surprise to many that I am a book worm and addict. I have been since I was knee high to a grasshopper. I was reading on my own at two and a half years old. By the age of seven I spent my summer holidays hidden away at the local library, every year until I was ten. I love to read. Getting a new book in a much loved series sends me giddy with excitement.
As I got older, my tastes changed, I went from Sweet Valley and the Babysitters Club to Nancy Drew and the Hardy Boys, to John Grisham, Stephen King and James Patterson, then to Tess Gerritsen and Linda Fairstein. Then I stumbled across a Laurell K Hamilton Book, Incubus Dreams, and urban fantasy was my new drug. Laurell K Hamilton, Kim Harrison, Kelley Armstrong, Charlaine Harris, Rachel Vincent, in fact if you give me a novel that contains Vampires, Weres, Shifters, Zombies, Faeries, Witches and the like, then I will read it and probably add it to my collection.
So when I came across Charlaine Harris’ Southern Vampire Series, I was hooked.
I devoured this series like a starved child eating a slice of birthday cake. After each book I hungered for the next one. At the moment I’ve not had the time nor finances to buy the final 2 books, but I crave them none-the-less.
So when I heard the news in 2008 and that Sookie Stackhouse and her scrumptious vampires and weres and shifters and faes were hitting the silver screen, I was ecstatic! Couldn’t wait.
Southern Vampires was being turned into a TV series called True Blood.
So in 2010, I tuned into watch the first episode and I wasn’t quite sure. I had my concerns, after all books that are turned into movies are often nothing much like the book, things get missed out, things get added in, and the actors and actresses that portray your favorite characters are not what you’d imagined when reading. I was apprehensive. Surely they have much more freedom with a TV series than they do with a movie, but I wasn’t holding my breath.
Sure enough, after the 7th episode of Season One, I declared to my husband and fellow Stackhouse lovers that I refused to watch it, my disappointment was evident. I stopped watching.
Then 2 weeks ago, whilst on Twitter, one of my followers mentioned True Blood and we got talking, she (Cecily) said that I should really give it a try. Like me she was a fan of the book series, and she loved the show. OK. Everyone deserves a second chance, so lets give this another go.
I got the first series and pushed past the 8th episode. I was still unsure, but I persevered.
I got the second series and by episode three I’d already got the third and fourth series. By the end of the third series, I’d got the fifth series.
Despite the producers taking a few things differently to the books (artistic license and the like) I am as hooked as I am to the books.
It doesn’t hurt that the male characters cast are so incredibly yummy looking.
Screw you Edward Cullen, I’m all for Eric Northman now. Although Jean-Claude still holds a certain part of my heart.